Wang Weidong's rented house has a front door and a back door, and Wang Weidong went out on the morning of the Dragon Boat Festival, and when he came back at noon, he actually brought back a truck.

The truck was loaded with 50 color televisions.

Wang Haifu and Lao Chen walked out the back door, looking at the color TV on the truck and Wang Weidong standing on the truck, speechless for a while.

Now the store can sell one or two TVs a month, so many TVs will be sold until the Year of the Monkey!

Besides, how much do these TVs cost?

Opening the box board, Wang Weidong said: "Move quickly, move to the yard." Let the truck go first. ”

Two strong laborers in their fifties were under the truck, and Wang Weidong was on top of the truck, and the TV on the truck was emptied after 20 minutes.

Looking at the color TV in the yard, Wang Haifu asked, "Why do you pull back so many color TVs at once?" ”

"I have a friend who helps me contact a customer who buys a color TV from me to earn two small dollars." Wang Weidong replied.

"It's all over if you buy so many color TVs and go wholesale directly, and you can save some money, why do you have to buy them from us?" Wang Haifu asked puzzled.

Wang Weidong didn't answer, and made a look that you know.

Wang Haifu scolded after comprehending: "These bastards know blind drums all day long!" ”

"These TVs are moving to my room first!" Wang Weidong commanded.

Grandma Huang Guiying and Wang Weidong and Chen Jihong live in a room with a curtain in the middle, and Huang Guiying and the child sleep in the same bed.

This time, Wang Weidong built two rows of televisions between the two beds, and built four floors close to the ceiling, like a wall, leaving only a gap of more than half a meter wide.

"Dad, the remaining dozen or so TVs will be moved to your room first." Wang Weidong said.

Chen Jihong walked over and stabbed Wang Weidong, and Wang Weidong made a gesture of counting money with both hands.

Turning around, Wang Weidong went out from behind again.

Two hours later, a truck stopped at the back door, and there were still 50 color TVs on the truck!

"Your friend wants to buy so many color TVs?" Lao Chen asked in disbelief.

"You old brains, a hundred color TVs is not much." Wang Weidong said.

The TVs were crammed into the house where Wang Haifu and Li Yufeng lived, and there was almost no place to stay in the hut except for a bed.

"It doesn't matter if my own life is broken, what if the TV is broken?" Wang Haifu asked.

Wang Weidong thought about a few bricks moved in the yard, he squatted down and raised the legs of the bed, and then moved a TV under the bed, and finally couldn't plug it after six in a row.

"There are six fewer TVs, and the room is much more spacious." Wang Weidong said.

After eating, Wang Weidong disappeared again.

This time the truck brought back two tons of large particle salt.

"How long is it going to sell so much salt?" Wang Haifu asked.

"You can't put the salt badly, sell it slowly, and when you get pickled cabbage in the fall, it's almost there." Wang Weidong replied.

The bags of coarse salt were very heavy, and when two meals of salt were carried into the yard, all three of them were sweating.

"Rest for a while, and then move the salt to the shed." Wang Weidong gasped and said.

The shed that had just been erected in the yard was used by Wang Weidong for stocking.

The next day, Wang Weidong went out and brought back 50 washing machines, stuffed three under his bed and three under his grandmother's bed, and stuffed the rest into the room where his parents-in-law lived.

"Now I live at home, I don't live in the fence!" Wang Haifu complained.

But two days later, Wang Weidong pulled back the parts of 100 bicycles.

When the bicycles are wholesaled, they are all loose parts, and each store has to assemble them themselves after pulling them back.

Now the house is full of goods, so they can only be put in the shed, and if the shed can't fit it, the wooden box containing loose pieces is placed in the yard.

Li Yufeng looked at the stuffed things in the house and asked, "These things are all bought by Weidong's friends?" ”

"You listen to his nonsense, this kid is a fart!" Wang Haifu replied.

"But how much do these things cost, a hundred color TVs, fifty washing machines, a hundred bicycles, and you can't get down without 200,000, right?" Li Yufeng said.

"Woe to man and rain to heaven!" Wang Haifu said.

After Wang Weidong finished these things, he walked around the major shopping malls in Harbin City with his little hands behind his back every day, and adjusted the price when he came back.

Wang Haifu and the others found that during this period of time, price adjustments became frequent, and they had to be adjusted once every few days.

Along with the increase in prices, more people are buying color TVs, bicycles, and washing machines, with six color TVs sold in June and fifteen in July. Thirteen units were sold in the first half of August.

The more expensive it is, the more people will buy it.

One day in mid-August, at half past six in the morning, Wang Haifu opened the windows and doors of the store.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a blue salary cap came to the door pushing a cart.

"Master, is it open? I'm going to buy a hundred pounds of salt with large particles. The man said.

"It's only half past six, and we're open here at half past seven." Wang Haifu replied.

"Since the door is already open, sell me a bag." The man begged.

"A bag of large particle salt is 200 catties, not 100 catties! Wait until half past seven when our store is cleaned up, and we will weigh you again. Wang Haifu explained.

"Then I'll buy two hundred pounds! I'll help you carry a bag out, no need to weigh it, I'll give you money directly. The man said.

"How long are you going to eat 200 pounds of salt? Buy a few catties and eat them slowly at home, and then buy them after eating. Wang Haifu kindly persuaded.

"You old comrade, you are a seller, I am a buyer, you don't care how much I buy!" The man said dissatisfiedly.

Kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, Wang Haifu suppressed the anger in his heart, beckoned the person to enter the store, and the two of them dragged the 200 catties of coarse salt bag to the door of the store with great difficulty, and then lifted it up and put it on the cart.

Holding the money and looking at the back of that person in the distance, Wang Haifu fantasized that the whole family ate salt and grew hair all over his body.

When changing shifts and eating at noon, Li Yufeng said to Wang Weidong: "In the morning, one person bought thirty pairs of nylon socks and a whole white cloth at one time!" ”

In the afternoon, there are always twenty or thirty customers in the store buying things in the store, Wang Weidong also had to come out to help, and Chen Jihong was responsible for replenishing the stock from the backyard to the front store shelves.

"Can you line up, comrades, one by one, this can be faster!" Lao Chen shouted.

In the afternoon, when the store closes, it never closes, because the customers who bought things in front have not left, and the customers who buy things in the back have poured in again.

"Weidong, you go to the back to move two color TVs, this comrade wants to buy two!" Wang Haifu shouted.

Li Yufeng took the banknotes handed to her by the person on the other side of the counter, and counted them quickly.

Her hands were shaking, she had counted the money too many times today, and her hands had begun to cramp, and another reason was that she was counting the money to the point of being frightened!

The doors of the store were finally closed, and a few people were able to catch their breath and sit down to eat.

"Don't open the door tomorrow, open the window to sell!" Wang Weidong said.

"Tomorrow you have to hurry up and stock!" Wang Haifu said.

"I've already called and asked, I can't stock it these days!" Wang Weidong replied.

(End of chapter)